What's a Dream, Again?

[Prolouge] Another Day at Work

I would tell you who I am, but I can't remember.

If I did, I couldn't tell you anyways.

I can't say much.

I am a 23-year-old female, patient 13666-Beta.2. I work in the Company, I don't know what they're actually called, I just call them that.

That's what we're told to call them.

I can't remember when I got here, I can't remember much of anything. The days go by in a blur. Wake up, eat, go to work at the.... beloved Company, come home, eat, fall asleep and repeat.

If I thought about it much, I'd wonder where all the plants went, for our neighborhood (if you can call it that) was filled with concrete and gray. If I could think, I'd wonder why I never had to buy anything, no food or water, and then I'd wounder where all the stores had gone. If I could think, I'd wonder why we all walked in lines, heads down to focus on the road, or tied in the seat, focused on our screens. I'd wonder why we never looked at each other. If I could think, really think deep, I'd remember a book. A history book. Then, I'd wonder why we were all trapped with walls lining the horizon. 

If I could think, I'd wonder why our home looked like a concentration camp, similar to World War Two camps that I saw in the pictures, only similar. Same bleak and cold atmosphere though.

I never dreamed; they'd never let me. The same old routine every day.

Every day I would wake up, eat and go to work.

Every day I would stare blankly at the road, at my screen, at my food.

Every day I would fall asleep.

Never thinking, never dreaming.

For you all, it may seem strange. Concerning even, but for me and 99 more people, it was life. 

A way of life. Funny, I don't think I'd call it living. But they do.

They didn't know about Devin, I don't think, or they would have taken him away too. Then our town would be a town of 99, till they brought another in. But they didn't know about him.

So, he lived another day.

It was a normal day that day, every day was normal.

I woke up, ate, then went to work.

I sat at my desk. 

It was normal.

Then, something unusual happened to me.

I felt a strong urge to look up, look around. I never do, but I followed my orders.

I found myself staring at a man. I don't know what he looked like; they wouldn't let me.

I stared for a few minutes, my computer flashing green, waiting for me to type more commands. 

Then, he looked back at me.

I didn't feel anything when he did. But then we just stared at each other.

Then, with a hint of a smile, he winked at me.

[ Authors Note:

Thanks for reading the first part! As this is just a silly story, I don't know where it's headed, I'm writing on a whim. Remember to type any dreams or dream concepts you want to see down in the comments!

Till then, enjoy the rest and Dream On!

-@DS ]